Chapter 256 Black's Sudden Attack

When Hagrid said the name, the air went still for a while -

"Who's that?" Harry asked blankly, he looked at Ron, Ron showed an innocent expression; he looked at Hermione, Hermione is desperately trying to open her mind to recall the book she read.

Finally, they looked in unison at Hagrid, who said, not too comfortably, "You should have known, but I switched your textbooks - only for the third year - trying to do some attempt ..." He said the last sentence in a tiny voice.

The trio still couldn't understand, Hagrid felt compelled to keep explaining, his face reddening at a rate visible to the naked eye, even his full beard couldn't hide it: "Mr. Scamander wrote Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, which used to be the textbook at Hogwarts until I took over the Care of Magical Creatures class."

With that said, it became clear to the three of them why they didn't know, because this year Hagrid changed the textbook to a new one, and it just happened to be only for the third year.

Harry couldn't help but think: maybe the creatures in the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" weren't 'interesting' enough, so Hagrid developed the idea of replacing it with "The Monster Book of Monsters".

After writing the letter in Hagrid's hut, they were ready to go to the Owlery to find Hedwig to mail the letter. When passing through the whomping willow, Harry suddenly heard a dangerous wind sound from behind him, he subconsciously lowered his head, turned around, and drew his wand, his eyes glanced upward, just in time to see a large black-furred dog jumping high up.

Harry's eyes widened in horror, an omen of death! He could even see the big black dog's light-colored eyes and inch-long teeth, and before he could react, it had leaped over him, turned, and pounced on Ron, dragging him deeper into the forbidden forest with its maw.

"Expelliarmus!"

The special training in the summer and the recent dueling self-study group came into play, and Harry used his best magic directly.

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Ravenclaw's Head office.

Felix picked up a slice of peanut butter bread while watching Professor Flitwick struggle to cast a spell, his wand held diagonally, his left hand assisting the spell casting, blue magic constantly shaping and trying to condense into a spherical structure.

The spell didn't take shape until Felix finished his seventh slice, and he felt choked, so he stopped eating.

"It still doesn't work-" Flitwick sighed and waved his hand to disperse the magic, "My understanding of zooming spells still stops at the foundation of modern magic."

"Then how did you master those ancient magic before?"

" Relying on time accumulation, it took me three years to master a defense magic." Flitwick shook his head, "Actually, I learned it more out of interest than out of envy of its power."

"But I don't think simplified magic is inferior to ancient magic, especially when I've mastered more than a thousand spells."

"A thousand?"

Felix smacked his lips a little, he also mastered a lot of spells, but he couldn't compare to the old professor after all. And this is still the number of magic spells that Flitwick mastered during a ' certain period ', as for how many it is now, it is really hard to say.

"What kind of magic spell most among them, Filius?'' He tried to understand the professor's path.

Flitwick waved his wand and the floor rose into a step, he stepped on the small step and sat on the chair opposite Felix, "Many of the spells I have mastered are life spells, but in fact, spells are spells, each revealing the mystery of magic, even if it is very small."

Felix mulled over this statement, "Filius, is there a reason why my magic theory has not been progressing lately?"

"Progress?" Flitwick asked in surprise, "Can you accurately judge whether you have progressed or not? I think most people improve unknowingly ... before that, every spell they cast and every study they do may add to their boost."

Felix blinked, "It is - similar to a sudden sense of enlightenment, as if the past knowledge all of a sudden melt together."

Flitwick said cheerfully: "This state can not be found, I still remember when I was thirty years old, I have been struggling to learn all the spells but can not use them that much, but I really like magic spells. Until when I woke up one morning, my understanding of magic suddenly went up a notch, and I've never doubted my choice since then."

Only one sentence came to Felix's mind, all rivers met the sea.

Since seeing Ravenclaw's memory magic, Slytherin's bloodline research, and Dumbledore's Transfiguration, and recognizing Flitwick's charm path, he couldn't help but think: maybe every professor at Hogwarts is more or less walking their own magical path?

In his opinion, the so-called magical path is a perspective to know the world, and to be blunter, a tool to know magic.

While Flitwick observed and understood the construction of the entire building of magic through charms, he accomplished this step-through runes. In Felix's vision, if possible, he will replace all the spells with magic runes to cast spells.

Although currently, there is no half hope in sight ~

Felix wanted to understand Flitwick's view on the magic spell, but at that moment, a silver cat suddenly appeared in the office, it opened its mouth and produced Professor McGonagall's anxious voice: "Filius, come to the hospital wing quickly, it is suspected that Sirius Black attacked Harry Potter."

Felix and Flitwick looked at each other in surprise, they rushed to the hospital wing, on the way, Felix couldn't help but wonder, it can't be fake news, right?

In order to solve the problem of Harry's safety, he deliberately asked Harry's Sneakoscope over, and re-enchanted it, as long as the Sneakoscope found Sirius Black's trial, he would get a synchronized warning here.

But the current situation is that he did not receive any feedback from the Sneakoscope.

At the hospital wing, Professor McGonagall walked around the entrance, her hands tangled together, "Oh, there you are." As they approached, they saw Dumbledore communicating with Madam Pomfrey with a serious face.

Dumbledore said insistently, "Poppy, I need just five minutes, it's important." Madam Pomfrey then compromised.

He saw Flitwick and Felix, so he said in a deep voice: " Let's go in together."

In the ward, Ron is lying on the bed, one of his legs is hoisted up and bandaged. Harry and Hermione were sitting on the side.

When they saw the professors enter, they yelled in a jumble of words.

"Headmaster, it's Black, he's the big black dog--"

"He can turn into a human, no, into an animal!"

"Professor, he, he's an Animagus!"

The ward fell silent for a moment, and Dumbledore asked softly, "Animagus? You're talking about Sirius Black, not some other guy?"

"That's him, I'm absolutely right, Ron and Hermione saw him too, didn't you?" Harry craned his head for support.

"Exactly!"

"Indeed it is."

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